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Infographic Of The Day

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You’ll want to look at the larger version to see the detail, but it’s a three-dimensional graph of assorted recipes for baked goods plotted according to the amounts of the core ingredients of baking — flour, sugar, and eggs — are in them.

The Boston Globe explains that this is the work of Harvard mathematician Michael Brenner, stemming from his involvement in the groundbreaking “Food and Science” molecular gastronomy course there. Being a quant guy, Brenner noticed the distribution of various ingredients across recipes and wondered how they related to one another in graphic form. His plot shows some interesting things about the way baking recipes are put together, and, he suggests, might push baking into new areas as it shows untried combinations.

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The Occasional Food Post

I’m not sure if a bacon-poptart sandwich qualifies as actual food, but I’ve saved up enough assorted links for another foodie post, so here you go:

You know, there’s not much a fella can do in outer space except kick Klingon ass, bang alien babes and drink himself silly in between shore leaves. Those wussbags on the Enterprise-D only ever drank synthohol, but James T. and the boys liked themselves a bender now and again. BuzzFeed came up with some Star Trek-themed cocktails that might suffice when you’ve run out of Romulan Ale (and I don’t mean this vile concoction). I think I like the “Dammit Jim, I’m A Doctor Not A Mixologist” martini the best. And someone at Duke University took time out from poring over that lacrosse team sex guide to post a Star Trek drinking game you can use as an excuse to try them out.

After you’ve sobered up, or maybe to help you sober up, you might consider making a little home-made mustard. It’s actually dead simple to make a basic mustard; all it takes is cold water and ground mustard seeds. This post on The Atlantic’s food blog explains the things to try, things to avoid, and a little history of the origins of prepared mustard.

Molecular gastronomy continues to dominate the forefront of cuisine, but, as the New York Times reports, Harvard University has turned the discussion around to use the precepts and techniques of molecular gastronomy to teach principles of chemistry and physics to undergraduates. World-renowned chefs such as Wylie Dufresne and Grant Achatz participate in the classes, and at the end of the semester the students will stage a sort of culinary science fair demonstrating their projects. Best of all, the class is being posted to Harvard’s YouTube channel for anyone who wants to follow along.

If the high-falutin’ world of molecular gastronomy and Harvard Yard is a little too chi-chi for you, maybe you should just stick to Kraft Macaroni & Cheese. But alas, dear proletarian, even that humble fare has gone upscale with a new line of “homestyle deluxe” mac-and-cheese dinners, which are helpfully reviewed in this YumSugar post. I have to say, having read the review, if it takes half an hour to make this packaged product and it STILL tastes like salt and cardboard, you might as well make it from scratch.

One more reason not to bother with non-stick cookware: Teflon gives you high cholesterol. Lucky for me, I gave up eating Teflon right after they told me it would kill my parrot. I don’t have a parrot, but if I did, he wouldn’t have to be nailed to the perch because I had Teflon-coated pans, PLUS his cholesterol would be normal.

Lastly, if you are old enough to remember the cooking shows of the 1980s, you might remember Southern cuisine expert Nathalie Dupree. Before Paula Deen threatened to kill us all with butter and cream, Nathalie was one of a group of TV chefs who rode the wave of popularity of Southern cuisine on the strength of the Cajun food craze. Though she hasn’t had a regular TV gig for a while, she’s still writing cookbooks and teaching cooking, and now she’s decided to throw her hat into the political ring and run a write-in campaign against Evil Republican Jim DeMint in her home state of South Carolina. The official Democratic candidate running against DeMint is the weird and possibly dangerous Alvin Greene, so Dupree is actually one of several write-ins hoping to cream DeMint (see what I did there?).

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Islamophobia Über Alles

Hey, ALL the cool kids are Islamophobes now, so you should be, too!

Not satisfied with kicking all the Roma out of the country, yesterday the French Senate overwhelmingly voted to ban the wearing of full-facial veils, as is the custom of some Muslim women. The so-called “burqa ban” has been a political hot potato since the lower house of Parliament passed the bill a couple of months ago. Proponents, including President Nicholas Sarkozy, have portrayed the ban as a “human rights” effort, but it is estimated that there are only a couple of thousand Muslim women in France to whom the ban applies and critics decry the effort as pandering to the resurgent right wing in France and singling out Muslims over other religious groups.

The Germans, in the meanwhile, have had a whole ‘nother ballgame going on as Thilo Sarrazin, a board member of Germany’s central bank and former finance senator for Berlin, resigned under pressure from the Merkel government after making a number of anti-Muslim remarks in his latest book. Unlike Sarkozy, who uses the cover of secularism to justify his policies, Sarrazin is a straight-up racist and all-around troll who sounds suspiciously like some FOX News personalities talking about little Muslim girls in headscarves having lots of Muslim babies.

And guess who else thinks there are too many Muslims in Europe…that’s right, the Roman Catholic Church. Quelle suprise! Sounding like someone who watches a little too much Glenn Beck, senior Vatican official Fr. Piero Gheddo urged Italian Catholics to start fucking like bunnies to counteract the evil upswing in Muslim births that imperil Christendom. Not to mention the need for future generations of altar boys, I presume.

Back here in the good ol’ United States of Jesus, last week New Republic editor Martin Peretz wrote the New York Times that American Muslims don’t deserve First Amendment rights. That’s caused some appropriately outraged reaction in other quarters, but didn’t stop Harvard University’s plans to name a research fund after him, complete with a big celebration for Peretz planned for next week, though they did call his remarks “distressing”. Peretz has issued an apology of sorts, but it’s one of those “I’m sorry you took offense at what I said” sort of dealies that doesn’t really apologize for anything.

Gosh that’s an awful lot of fuckwittedness.

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A Puppet, A Pauper, A Pirate, A Poet, A Pawn And A King

Regular readers will know that I am a particular fan of Michael Apted’s “Seven Up” documentary film series that has followed the lives of a collection of English school children from the age of seven in 1964 until the present time, visiting them once every seven years. So I was instantly drawn in by this article by Joshua Wolf Shenk in the latest issue of The Atlantic, which chronicles a longitudinal study begun at Harvard in the early 1940s to follow a number of undergraduates throughout their entire lives to see if the keys to a life of happiness and fulfillment could be quantified.

The Grant Study, so titled because its original funding sponsor was the department store magnate W. T Grant, carefully selected undergraduates who were judged to be “normal”, “well-adjusted”, and likely to live long, happy, successful lives. Two hundred and sixty-eight students were selected, among them the young John F. Kennedy, and for over 70 years they have been periodically contacted to follow the events of their lives, analyzed for health and physical condition, and occasionally written about in books and scholarly journals. The subjects have had their anonymity protected for all these years except in cases where they publicly identified themselves (such as journalist Ben Bradlee), or, in the case of JFK, where it was no longer possible to disguise his identity.

A complaint that a number of the subjects in Apted’s films have made over the years is that he has seemed to jump to conclusions about the paths of their lives, or has passed judgment on their choices in life, but when I read this article I could only find myself thinking how little Apted projected onto his subjects compared to the enormous set of assumptions and judgments imposed on the subjects of the Grant Study. After all, we are talking about the quintessential generation of “Harvard Men” who were taken into the university to be shaped and molded into leaders, hardened in the crucible of the Second World War, and handed the reins of the entire world for half a century. Surely these men would be the Best and the Brightest the world could ever offer, and of course their lives would unfold smoothly and naturally into profound happiness, fulfillment, and serve as paragons that everyone could emulate to live a long, happy, successful life. No pressure there at all.

While many of the men in the study did indeed go on to lives of wealth and power, what comes out of the narratives that have been written is that there IS no single path, no eluctible set of behaviors, characteristics, or experiences that can guarantee a golden road from start to finish. Men who were expected to excel in life turned to drink, failed to achieve successful relationships, never lived up to their potential. Others who were less assuming sometimes achieved personal happiness but never attained status in their working lives. A few even got the whole magilla — fame, riches, love — only to be plagued with self-doubt at the end of their lives as to what good it all was for.

The article is absolutely fascinating if you’re at all interested in stuff like this. Very little has ever been divulged publicly about the study other than one book by the study’s present director, George Vaillant (who is also profiled in depth in the Atlantic article). Now, though, as the remaining subjects are reaching the ends of their lives, the study is headed for its conclusion, and with luck there will be more information released and much more written about the study.

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Son, In Texas We Learn Not To Piss On Our Hands

Via Arts & Letters Daily, take a few minutes to read this piece from the British counterpart to the Chronicle of Higher Education. It’s a bit of a screed, though genteel and professorial, about the rich douchebags and over-entitled princesses who make up the undergraduate population at Dear Old Harvard. The writer, John H. Summers, taught and advised Harvard undergrads for several years (he’s now at Boston College), and he’s more than willing to share his less-than-flattering assessment of them.

There are, he says, three kinds of Harvard undergrads: the rich kids who are already set for life because of Daddy’s money, the ambitious kids who know they’re going to be successful just because they are at Harvard, and the ironic hipster slacker kids who will fuck up for a while in their 20s then settle down to become successful rich people later on anyway, That third group, by the way, never really leaves Harvard. They’re the ones who end up living in Cambridge or Arlington or Somerville and turn into the pretentious yuppie twats who infest the Whole Foods market and become “helicopter parents”. Of the three, he seems to have a sort of begrudging admiration for the ambitious kids, even if he finds them dreadfully unimaginative and soulless.

He also spends some time on the grade-inflation situation, which turned into something of a minor scandal in these parts when the Boston Globe ran a story about it. The “Gentleman’s C” that got George W. Bush through Yale in the early 1970s is a “Gentleman’s B” if you slack your way through Harvard today. Since the real value of a high-caliber liberal arts education is pretty much lost on the majority of the undergrads anyway, he reasons, the smart instructor just goes along for the ride and doesn’t make waves, lest he be disinvited from the faculty dining rooms. To wit, the final two paragraphs:

Should I say I am grateful for the chance to teach at Harvard? I am. Should I acknowledge the many fine exceptions it was my privilege to instruct? I do, with pleasure. But the sedulous banality of the rich degrades teaching into a service-class preoccupation whose chief duty is preparing clients for monied careers. The liberal flattery of the student is both sentimental and irrelevant. If youth is wasted on the young, is teaching wasted on students?

Teaching on the part-time staff at Harvard is a little like visiting Disney World. The magic dust induces a light narcosis. The mind goes incontinent in the presence of paradox and conflict, and it is tough to tell how much fun you are having from how much you are having to pretend. The important thing is never to become the screamer who ruins the ride for everyone. The line is long.

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Fight Fiercely, Harvard!

J. K. Rowling was the commencement speaker at ther Harvard Alumni Association this year. Her speech is getting quite a few links across the web, so let me join in with one myself.

In fact, here’s the video:

(that’s Part 1 of a 3-part set)

You can also watch it as a streaming QuickTime movie from the first link in this post.

What attracted me to this is that in describing her own life, Rowling might be describing mine, as well as some of the lessons she (and I) learned the hard way:

At your age, in spite of a distinct lack of motivation at university, where I had spent far too long in the coffee bar writing stories, and far too little time at lectures, I had a knack for passing examinations, and that, for years, had been the measure of success in my life and that of my peers.

Given a time machine or a Time Turner, I would tell my 21-year-old self that personal happiness lies in knowing that life is not a check-list of acquisition or achievement. Your qualifications, your CV, are not your life, though you will meet many people of my age and older who confuse the two. Life is difficult, and complicated, and beyond anyone’s total control, and the humility to know that will enable you to survive its vicissitudes.

But she also talks about learning perspective from her time working for Amnesty International, assisting torture victims trying to rebuild their lives, and about the value of imagination as a mechanism of change. Her speech exhorts the newly-minted junior members of the world’s power elite to see the value of imagination, and the value of failure.

At the beginning of the speech she recognizes that very few people remember the words spoken at their commencement exercises. I certainly don’t remember anything said at mine except when my name was called to receive my diploma. But I thought that she did well to speak beyond the confines of those ivy-covered walls with this speech.

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Veni. Audivi. Vici.

The latest tool in the bag of tricks that teachers and college professors are using to connect with their media-oversaturated students is the podcast. Download the professor’s lecture or the teacher’s lesson as it was presented in class, put it on your iPod, and you won’t have to worry about the class you missed that one Monday when you were still puking up something blue in some sorority bathroom.

It’s a whole lot easier than the method we had to use when I were a young lad at university, where you had to sit in the front of the lecture hall with a pocket tape recorder and hope the prof spoke loud enough to be picked up by the tiny condenser mic. Plus, you still had to actually show up unless you convince a friend to bring the tape recorder for you. Not great if you were a hardened class-skipper like me.

Some instructors even go to the extent of recording their lectures in a studio-type setting, where the ambient noise of the lecture hall is eliminated and the instructor can do multiple takes, edit the podcast, insert music or other audio, and so on.

I stumbled across this webpage for an undergrad course in Roman history being taught at U.C. Berkeley which is underway this semester. This course has podcasts, but if you look at the complete list of courses being offered with online content, some courses also feature video recordings of the in-class lectures. And anyone can download and listen or watch the material, not just Berkeley students.

Harvard offers some of its course materials online in this way, too, according to this blogger, as well as Princeton and Stanford. My alma mater, Northwestern only has a few, mostly graduate level. This website has a handy collection of links to course podcasts organized by institution and by discipline.

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